Past the nameless city lays a tract of sandy lands that stretches into the horizon and then some more. Its tall dunes crash against each other like the choppy waves of the hellish ocean, and to traverse the land without being buried, the same ships from the ocean had to be built with slight modifications.
Row boats or any smaller vessel was of no use as the dunes rose higher than the tallest churches known to man. The enemies, on the other hand, remained unaffected and being highly adaptive as horrors, they used the very plains as their playground for torture. A total of two hundred men and women have already succumbed to the monsters, but at last, their sacrifice helped the rest of the crew better themselves.
